on darkness and rainbows
©2024 susan noyes anderson
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woke up this morning
clothed in gray
world dressed down
to shade my way
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Susan Noyes Anderson
Susan Noyes Anderson is the author of At the End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book, ©1997; Awaken Your Spiritual Power: The Fairy Godmother Isn’t Coming!, Karisma Press, ©1999; and His Children (poetry only, photos are by Anita Schiller), Vantage Point Press, ©2003.
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Everlasting Burnings
©2002 Susan Noyes Anderson, reworked 2024
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Some men shall rise to everlasting burnings.
Celestial glory is the prize they seek.
Others will bow to worldly praise and guidance,
esteeming things that render spirits weak.
Camino de Santiago: The Way Home
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson, reworked in 2024
In days of yore, the pilgrims walked The Way
to show their piety, their love of God.
They took their sins and burdens, seeking grace,
renewing faith on every path they trod.
Define (Divine) Tradition
©2009 Susan Noyes Anderson and reworked in 2024
Tradition is the golden thread
that binds our lives together,
weaving through every memory
sweet ties that last forever.
It shines a light on every face,
adds luster to the commonplace,
reminds us of a distant song
and tells our hearts where we belong.
Truth Eternal
©2024 Susan Noyes Anderson
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He approaches the podium, earnest gaze,
blue eyes bedimmed by gentle haze,
to speak of lasting things and true,
pure testimony shining through.
Belief Is a Garden
©2023 Susan Noyes Anderson
Image by Mike Erskine on Unsplash
Belief is a garden our hearts choose to grow.
Hope is the rich ground we need.
It takes testing and tilling, feeding and filling
to raise up the truth that we seed.
To Sing the Song of Redeeming [Unconditional] Love
©2023 Susan Noyes Anderson
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Born of God’s love, we are born into love;
then love is born in us, if we are wise.
Good seeds are given, but it’s ours to plant them,
to raise them underneath uncertain skies.
Angels Watch – and Wait
©2023 Susan Noyes Anderson
When Todd is watching me, I hope he sees
more things that please than things that give him pause.
I would not cause him grief – that’s my domain –
but surely human pain feels softer there,
where earth and flesh and loss no longer reign.